⸸|ＨＵＭＡＮ ＭＡＳＫ |BSD [Rewriting]

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Act
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I DESIRE THE THINGS THAT WILL DESTROY ME IN THE END.

Sylvia Plath

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♥︎ketamine- siouxxie sixxsta

What a beautiful sanset...

She thought, wandering towards the pleasant yellow sun outside the glass window. The heat warmed her gently, adding more heat to her already fever-red face. She adjusted her mask, lifting her head towards the small lens, away from the line of sight.
She received very light strength, which allowed her to regain her health until she could even walk. A night bath in cold water also made things worse.

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Viera... Viera, oh my dear...
You're really tired, aren't you?~
don't worry, everything
is going to be all right...
Can you take your
mask off, for me?
I want to see that beautiful face!

The mask fell off

Nikolai-san....

Yes dear?

It was pleasure to
work with you.

...

Same with me, I'm overjoy
about this idea. Please,
don't you hate for
what I didn't earlier...I tried to rescue you.
You know, very well,
that light is not good for you.
We will die for Decay of Angels.

I know you forget a lot of things, but can you pleas remember me? Little Angel...

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They were tied with chains to chairs, at the height of their stomachs. Covered eyes and people in white overalls standing behind them. Invisible faces.
The officials, confused and scared, waited for their painful, slow death.
Jestern was just finishing some message that was about to be sent to the Agency. As always, full of enthusiasm and energy, Nikolai spoke the most gruesome words without effort or worry.
He was joking and waving his hands.

However, Viera was unable to hear or understand the words. She couldn't string her sentences together (maybe because of the fever).
She stood and stared, almost falling asleep. The sight of people tied up didn't move her, she didn't think about it. She was absorbed in executing the plan.
Hands behind your back, body relaxed.
Girl didn't have much to think about right now, she was bored but she didn't have the strength to fight the boredom.
She watched sluggishly as Nikolai drew and loaded revolver. He spoke to her, but understood only gibberish, as if the syllables in the sentences were changing places.
This had happened before, but then she was less aware of what was happening around her.

Officials, will die, the agency will not save them and viera will complete the rest of the plan.'

Hm?....

'Let's start a show'

Nikolai disappears behind his cape.

Immediately after this, one of the abductees began to raise his head, listening to the sounds around him. He fidgeted and twisted, testing the tension of the saw.

Viera tilted her head to the side, considering the man's behavior.

'Is there any problem, sir?' She speak up. Everyone looked towards her voice.